Wow! I visited Marrakesch in January 1989, and it was quite a experience. The young kids begging and them and "my friends" and dealers following you anywhere, the strange music, old men smoking pot in the cafes, got lost in the souk, etc. An exotic town, indeed. At that time there was not Keith Richards singing, but the president of Mali visiting,and the whole central square was cleared out. I watched the scene from the roof of one building, drinking mint tea...
- Doxa